Chapter 34 - Returning Home (19+)
He could see Anna curl her hand into a fist. She was already wet enough to take all of him inside her.
“Hold onto your legs,” he instructed softly. She grabbed the back of her knees, folding herself in half. Then, Dylan pushed further between her legs and stuck half of his rod inside her. They both shouted at the same time, a scream composed of equal parts pain and delight.
Dylan didn’t try to rush. He made sure to move slowly and carefully so that she could get used to him. Gradually, her body began to heat up, making her beg for more. He nibbled on her earlobe with his pristine white teeth, licking into her ear, making her inner muscles clench even tighter around his throbbing length. With it halfway inside of her, he rolled his hips in a circular motion. In response, Anna pulled their hips closer together, bringing him right up to her as if the blanket underneath her would rip.
His smooth motions, as calm as a lake, suddenly grew rough like the churning waves of the sea crashing against the rocks. Suddenly immersed in this unexpected sensation, Anna’s body seized, shaking like a freshly caught fish. Every time he thrust himself forward, she would respond to the action by pushing herself along with him and feeling his manhood reach deeper inside her.
Dylan kept his eyes locked onto hers as he filled her over and over again.
“Deeper! Deeper…!” Anna yelled, begging for it.
Her arms, now holding her body up, shivered weakly. Her knees settled on the ground and her upper body arched up. He grabbed her round bottom and pushed his member deep inside her. At that moment, Anna lost all the remaining strength she had in her arms and she collapsed onto the floor, her hips the only part of her remaining aloft by Dylan’s grasp.
He paid her fall no mind. He kept thrusting into her, reaching even deeper until he filled her with him completely. Every time he moved, Anna weakly moaned aloud, but soon enough, she began to match his rhythm, meeting every swing of his hips. She squeezed down hard on the fleshy rod within her before letting go again. The sound of their flesh slapping against each other resounded in the small hut, Anna’s butt growing redder in color as time went on and their bodies continued to collide.
Dylan lowered his torso until it remained flush against her back, pressing his powerful body into hers. An unfamiliar sensation began to swirl around within her and for a moment she believed she would be crushed underneath him.
“Not yet,” he said.
However, his manhood still maintained its vicious temper, threatening her passionately. He hoisted her up and soon enough, Anna’s breasts, once gripped by Dylan’s hands, were squished against the cold window. It was still raining outside.
Dylan pummeled into her from behind, positioned right between her spread legs. Their heated breaths manifested as fog in the crisp air. Every time she twisted her hips slightly, she would feel him stab a side within her she never could’ve expected and tremors would rock her bottom as a haunting moan escaped her.
Dylan’s glutes tensed hard, contending with the strain of maintaining the speed of his powerful thrusts. He displayed his thirst for Anna’s love with increasing passion and aggression.
As the both of them writhed, panting roughly, her lips slowly parted.
Rumble. Crack! Thunder broke through the sky.
Right at that moment, she screamed as if she had been struck by lightning. Looking as if she would faint, her body wavered tremulously. Something hot began to dribble between her legs.
Dylan’s hand slapped against the window’s white frosted glass and left an imprint in the condensation. He kissed Anna’s forehead and began to whisper.
“No matter what anyone says from now on, you are my woman.”
“The rain has gotten heavier. I hope nothing bad happened to them… Should I send out some people?” Madam Jane fretted, pacing around a large window with a red curtain hanging upon it. The rain had started in the afternoon and it had been pouring endlessly ever since.
“We’re getting anxious because you won’t calm down about this,” Sir Crane said. “They’ll return safe and unharmed so please just sit down and wait for them.”
Taking his words into account, Madam Jane obliged and sat down on the sofa. The family had gathered to sit down in the living room for the first time in a good while to wait for David and his wife to return from their trip. They were scheduled to arrive soon.